Cultivation Begins From The Desert

A year later, Zhou Yang rode a golden-winged Lei Peng, and with Liu Yunxiang and several Suyun Zong Jindan female cultivators who came to watch the battle, rushed to the gate of the Jiuyang Sect as scheduled.

The mountain gate of Jiuyang Sect is located in the "Tianyang Rift Valley", a dangerous place in the world of cultivating immortals in Liuyunzhou.

This "Tianyang Rift Valley" is actually a volcanic fault zone, and various earthquakes and volcanic eruptions within tens of thousands of miles are as frequent as everyday food.

The Patriarch of Nine Suns Sect had great ideas and great courage, and regarded the dangerous environment here as the natural protection of the mountain gate, as well as the training of his disciples, he insisted on erecting the mountain gate on a spiritual mountain in the center of the rift valley.

And for tens of thousands of years, the Nine Suns Sect has been passed on continuously, and the sect's power has developed steadily, which undoubtedly shows that the decision of the ancestor of the sect was correct.

Of course, even if there are pearls and jade in front of this kind of thing, there are not many younger generations who dare to follow suit.

After all, no one knows whether a super earthquake will suddenly erupt in the "Tianyang Rift Valley" one day, directly shattering and burying all the gates of the Jiuyang Sect.

At this time, the news about Zhou Yang's appointment to fight the great elder of the Nine Yang Sect [Fengyang Zhenren] has spread in the circle of high-ranking monks, and many Yuanying monks and Jindan monks who can come to watch the lively battle have come. Waiting around the "Tianyang Rift".

When Zhou Yang came here riding the golden-winged Lei Peng, he immediately felt the gazes from everywhere.

The owner of those gazes may feel that he is hiding well, but in front of his powerful consciousness and perception, these people are too easy to find out.

"It has been a long time since there has been a battle between Nascent Soul Ninth Floor Cultivator Guangmingzheng in Liuyunzhou Immortal World. This time, Zhou Daoyou's appointment to fight that Fengyang old monster is also a great event in the past thousand years. Everyone must want to come and take a look. Witness the divine power of fellow daoists!"

Liu Yunxiang also noticed some scrutinizing eyes coming from the secret, she smiled lightly, and said with a smile the purpose of these people coming here to watch the battle.

Zhou Yang's reputation has spread throughout the hundreds of years, but there are not many monks in the Liuyunzhou Immortal Cultivation World who have seen him fighting with others.

And as the saying goes, hearing is believing, seeing is believing.

High-ranking monks who have never seen Zhou Yang's supernatural powers with their own eyes will not believe so much in his deeds that are becoming more and more exaggerated, and have doubts in their hearts.

Now it is rare to have the opportunity to see Zhou Yang's strength, and the opponent is a "half-step true immortal" cultivator at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul, a veteran of the immortal world who has been famous for two thousand years. Of course, many people are interested in coming to see this An eternal battle.

But when Zhou Yang heard Liu Yunxiang's words, he shook his head lightly and said: "At Zhou's current level of cultivation, false fame is like a cloud of smoke to me, and it doesn't matter at all."

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help sighing: "If senior Qingyang hadn't repeatedly asked this time, Zhou would not have wanted to make such a big fight!"

Liu Yunxiang heard the words, but smiled lightly and said: "No matter what, after this battle, no one in the world will doubt the strength of Fellow Daoist Zhou, and no one will doubt the reputation of Fellow Daoist anymore!"

Zhou Yang was silent, and felt the same in his heart.

In this way, when he was about to reach the gate of the Nine Suns Sect, Liu Yunxiang softly instructed the four Suyun Sect Jindan female cultivators accompanying him: "You four can start."

The four Suyun Zong Jindan nuns who were all first-class beauties flew away from Golden Wing Lei Peng on their own after hearing the words, accompanied them in groups of two and two, took out a special flower basket and began to sprinkle a rain of petals down.

The scene where the fairy scatter flowers is originally a very poetic and picturesque beauty.

However, the land outside the gate of the Nine Suns Sect is a rocky wasteland. After the petals fall to the ground, they are easily roasted by the high temperature on the ground to dry the petals, and then ignite into flames.

Moreover, when Zhou Yang saw this scene, he somehow thought of the scenes of the villains in the movies and TV shows in his previous life. It seems that when many villains appeared, they also liked to show off with beauties.

For a moment, she wanted to say that there was no need to be like this, but she was also afraid that Liu Yunxiang would feel that she was meeting with her by such a refusal, so she couldn't help but feel very weird.

In this way, after reaching the gate of the Nine Suns Sect, Master Qingyang and a group of [Xuanqing Daomeng] Nascent Soul stage monks who had already come here greeted him immediately.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou is here. I'm really afraid that Fellow Daoist Zhou will be delayed by something!"

As soon as Master Qingyang came over, he looked relieved and looked at Zhou Yang with emotion.

He made the battle so big this time, if Zhou Yang didn't come, the Xuanyang Xianzong and him would lose all face, as would Zhou Yang himself.

"Since I agreed to Senior Qingyang's matter, the junior will naturally come here on time, but I kept the senior waiting for a long time."

Zhou Yang calmly responded to the words of Master Qingyang, and said hello to some other acquaintances in the Nascent Soul stage, and then said to Liu Yunxiang: "Please, Fellow Daoist Liu, ride a Jinpeng to pass the message to Fellow Daoist Fengyang on Zhou's behalf." According to the news, Zhou is waiting for him over the Huolonghai, seven thousand miles to the east."

"This is my honor!"

Liu Yunxiang smiled slightly, and Dang even was carried by Jin Peng directly to the gate of Jiuyang Sect.

But Zhou Yang slightly nodded at Master Qingyang and the others, and turned into a golden light and flew towards the east.

At this time, in the Nine Suns Sect's mountain gate, all the top Nine Yangs Sect leaders, including some Nascent Soul stage monks who were allied with the Nine Yangs Sect, gathered here, waiting for Zhou Yang to come to the door.

When Zhou Yang appeared in the "Tianyang Rift Valley", the news came, including what Zhou Yang did during his journey and who he met, and the news was passed on by someone from the Nine Suns Sect in time.

And every time the news came, the other protagonist of today's appointment, the great elder of the Nine Suns Sect [Fengyang Zhenren]'s expression did not change at all, making it difficult to know what he was thinking.

It wasn't until Liu Yunxiang rode Golden Winged Lei Peng and swaggered into the gate of the Nine Suns Sect that he finally made a sound.

"Then Zhou Yuanyang didn't come by himself, what did he want to send a woman like you who can't even be regarded as his concubine?"

These words are a bit insulting, Liu Yunxiang is a dignified Yuanying stage monk, but in his mouth, he is like a maid, with a humble status.

So as soon as he said this, not to mention Liu Yunxiang, even the Jinpeng at her feet was furious.

He couldn't help complaining loudly for her indignantly: "What are you pretending to be, old thing? If my master comes over, today the gate of your Nine Suns Sect will be smashed into dust, and all of you present will die. !"

"What a beast, what a guts!"

Feng Yang's face darkened, and he raised his hand to grab it, and a flaming hand suddenly appeared beside Jin Peng and grabbed him.

This action was very sudden, many monks could not have imagined that the Fengyang old monster would attack the messenger, and they were very surprised for a while.

However, at this time, Jin Peng fully demonstrated his strength as a sixth-order demon king, and immediately disappeared in place with Liu Yunxiang on his back, turning into a beam of lightning, avoiding Fengyang's blow.

At the same time, when Jin Peng's figure reappeared, Liu Yunxiang hurriedly shouted loudly: "Fengyang Daoist is also a senior in the world of cultivating immortals who has been famous for many years, don't you even know the reason why the two armies do not fight? Or is it because Fellow Daoist is afraid of Fellow Daoist Zhou, and deliberately wants to avoid and not fight?"

"What a joke, the old man has practiced for more than 2,800 years, would he be afraid of a junior who has only practiced for more than 1,000 years?"

Fengyang old monster smiled coldly on his face, and then said in a deep voice: "Woman with sharp teeth, tell me why you are here, and then get out of the gate of Jiuyang Sect!"

An angry look flashed across Liu Yunxiang's eyes. Ever since she became a Nascent Soul, she had never been so contemptuously humiliated.

If she didn't know that her strength is not enough, and she is not the enemy of old monster Fengyang, she must fight back fiercely.

At the moment, I can only take a deep breath to hold back the anger in my heart, and said in a cold voice: "My concubine is passing the news to Fellow Daoist Fengyang on behalf of Fellow Daoist Zhou. He is already waiting for Fellow Daoist on the sea of ​​fire to the east, and I hope Fellow Daoist will go to the appointment soon!"

After she finished speaking, she signaled Jin Peng to leave the gate of Jiuyang Sect.

After leaving the gate of the Nine Sun Sect, she turned her head, looked at the direction of Fengyang old monster inside with a face full of resentment and said in a hateful voice: "You Fengyang old monster can only bully the weak and fear the strong, bully us Suyun For a small sect like Zong, if my concubine is really Zhou Daoyou's companion, you dare to insult me ​​like this today, Zhou Daoyou will definitely turn your Nine Suns Sect into ashes from now on!"

She said these words out of unbearable anger, but she didn't want Jin Peng at the foot to roll her eyes and remember them in her heart after hearing her words.

After flying 7,000 miles east with Liu Yunxiang, and came to the sky above a huge magma lake full of flames, Jin Peng looked at Zhou Yang who was sitting cross-legged and waiting on it. With added fuel and vinegar, he quietly conveyed the situation to Zhou Yang through sound transmission.

"You bastard is itching again and want to be whipped, right? If you dare to make up things about Fellow Daoist Liu, or let Ying'er know about it, I'll pluck you and throw you down there as a roast chicken!"

Zhou Yang glanced at Liu Yunxiang with a calm face, and secretly warned the snitching pet through sound transmission.

It's just that Jin Peng has been with him for more than a thousand years and knows his character very well. Hearing what he said, he knew that his purpose of making a small report had been achieved.

On the face, he was submissive to Zhou Yang's reprimand, expressing that he would not talk nonsense, but he laughed triumphantly in his heart: "Quack, damn old bastard, let you touch King Jinpeng, let's see how you die this time !"

He didn't make Zhou Yang wait any longer. Shortly after receiving the message from Liu Yunxiang, Fengyang old monster brought all the high-level members of the Jiuyang Sect and many allies to the magma fire lake, and then greeted Zhou Yang alone.

Compared to Zhou Yang, whose face was so young that he didn't look like a Nascent Soul cultivator at all, Fengyang old monster was undoubtedly in line with the demeanor of a low-ranking cultivator.

He was wearing a fiery red magic robe that shone with inspiration, his eyebrows and hair were red like fire, and although his face was old, his face was red and majestic, and he looked like the kind of big man who had been in a high position for a long time.

At this time, he stopped at a place about thirty miles away from Zhou Yang, looked at Zhou Yang with piercing eyes and said through the voice transmission: "Zhou Daoyou is indeed a talent in the way of cultivation, but today's way of making an appointment with the old man is unavoidable." It's too unwise!"

"This old man has practiced for more than 2,800 years, and his practice time is almost twice as long as yours. There are six or seven supernatural powers that have been cultivated to the level of great accomplishment. Even if you and I have the same cultivation level now, you are no match for this old man!"

"If you listen to the old man's persuasion, if you stop now and go back, you can still keep your reputation, and the old man will publicly say that you and I are evenly matched!"

"I'm telling you this now, because I really can't bear to see a genius who is expected to become an immortal and attain the Tao. Because he was defeated by the old man, his Dao heart will be damaged, and his future path will be ruined!"

At the end, his face was full of unbearable expression.

However, after Zhou Yang heard his words, combined with Liu Yunxiang and Jin Peng's previous experience, he was even more disgusted with him.

I saw Zhou Yang stand up directly from the cross-legged state, standing in the air, waved his big sleeves and said: "Fengyang Daoist, don't need to say more, Zhou respects you as a senior in the practice world, and Zhou took the initiative to ask you to fight, so I let you You make the first move, and I hope Fellow Daoist will not disappoint Zhou!"

Seeing this, Old Monster Feng Yang shook his head and sighed, "Hey! This old man has good intentions, but Fellow Daoist Zhou is so ignorant, so let's do it for ourselves!"

Before he could sigh, he turned his eyes hard, and directly waved his sleeves to sacrifice the sixth-grade high-grade magic weapon [Nine Suns Orb] that has been passed down for thousands of years from the Nine Suns Sect.

I saw nine fist-sized crimson orbs lined up in the sky, and then driven by Fengyang's old monster method, they absorbed the fire-attribute aura in the magma sea of ​​fire below, and quickly turned into nine blazing flames in the air huge fireball.

At this time, Zhou Yang could have shot to interrupt his momentum, but because of the previous words, he just watched quietly.

Seeing this, old monster Fengyang felt happy instead of angry.

He didn't have much confidence in this battle.

But now that Zhou Yang has given him such support to gain momentum, his chances of winning have greatly increased.

After accumulating momentum like this for about a quarter of an hour, when the nine fireballs in the sky swelled to a size of nine feet in diameter, he finally stopped suppressing the ecstasy in his heart, and smiled at Zhou Yang proudly, "Young man!" People don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, today I will let you see the great supernatural powers of my Nine Suns Sect, Megatron and Immortal Cultivation World!"

As soon as the laughter fell, nine rounds of crimson scorching sun suddenly rose out of thin air behind him, and then eighteen crimson fireballs blasted towards Zhou Yang like a shower of meteors and fire.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou is really overdoing it this time! The Nine Suns Sect's inheritance magic weapon [Nine Suns Orb] is combined with the town's supernatural power [Nine Suns Flowing Fire Jue], and the power is doubled!"

Thousands of miles away, when Master Qingyang saw this scene, his complexion couldn't help changing, and he let out a low cry of worry.

Liu Yunxiang next to him also tightened her pretty face when she heard the words, showing a worried look.

Only Jinpeng had full confidence in Zhou Yang, the master, and he didn't show any worry at all. Instead, he shouted: "What are you afraid of? It's just a dozen big fireballs. The master has supernatural powers, so how could he be hurt by such small tricks?" !"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he was shocked by the huge explosion scene that destroyed the world, and his feathers burst.

Boom boom boom!

The violent explosion sounded like destroying the sky and destroying the earth, resounding in all directions, and the sky where Zhou Yang was located, hundreds of miles around, was completely turned into a sea of ​​flames.

After the terrifying explosion energy fluctuations spread, even the white clouds thousands of miles away were swept away.

The surface of the magma lake, which was burning with flames, sank hundreds of feet directly downwards, forming a huge cavity.

Such an extremely powerful explosion was even more powerful than the Nascent Soul mid-stage monk Zhou Yang had seen in the Far West.

After seeing this scene, the Fengyang old monster who retreated hundreds of miles couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Hahahaha, what [Gen Yang Zhenren], what kind of genius you see once in ten thousand years in the world of cultivating immortals, is just a man of his own accord. You are just an arrogant and ignorant junior!"

"Today, the old man will let you know who is the real number one expert in the world of cultivating immortals in Liuyunzhou!"

However, he already regarded himself as the winner, and seemed to conclude that Zhou Yang would definitely be defeated by this blow.

As a cultivator at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul "Half-Step True Immortal", he felt that if he faced such an extremely powerful attack, even if he had prepared in advance, he would definitely be seriously injured or even die on the spot.

Therefore, Zhou Yang is no exception.

It's a pity that just after he laughed for a while, a golden-red flame rushed out from the center of the explosion, shooting straight towards him.

Suddenly, the smile on his face stagnated, and he couldn't help but exclaimed in disbelief and panic: "How is this possible!"

Before the sound fell, he suddenly screamed "Ah" as if struck by lightning, and fell into the air with his whole body on fire.

At the same time, a ray of black light pierced through the air, directly piercing through the sixth-order cassock worn by Fengyang old monster and sinking into his chest.

This series of changes was completed in the blink of an eye, completely ignoring the monks watching the battle.

No one expected that the decisive battle between the two "Half-step True Immortal" cultivators at the ninth level of Nascent Soul would be decided so quickly.

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